[Before Dorian can finish making his request, Toby's sitting up beneath his lover to pull the man to him for a kiss. A long, slow kiss that begins with arms around his chest and ends with fingers in his hair and a bite to his lower lip. When he meets those gorgeous ice blue eyes again, he smiles and tips Dorian's face toward his.]
You didn't have to ask. I was never going to make you wait. [He couldn't have waited, either. It's been too long - 241 days and a number of hours - since they last had this, and he's missed it. He's fed on Dorian's blood since then, but it's not the same. It never could be.
He kisses his soulmate again, insistently pulling Dorian flush against him in a bid to feel the way Dorian's heart starts to race in anticipation. He holds it too long, leaves them both breathless, then parts to start pressing his lips slowly along the other man's jaw. Then down his neck. Then finally to that wonderful, excited, strong pulse. The feeling of it beneath his lips, the truth of his lover alive and in his arms again, brings tears back to his eyes, and rather than give them any space to disrupt, he plunges ahead by driving his fangs into Dorian's neck.
It's all he's ever wanted from his life, and all he'll ever want this day forward. This bloody idiot is his and the tears of relief and joy flowing down his steadily warming cheeks only remind him how much he needs him. Forever.]
cw: vampiric feeding
You didn't have to ask. I was never going to make you wait. [He couldn't have waited, either. It's been too long - 241 days and a number of hours - since they last had this, and he's missed it. He's fed on Dorian's blood since then, but it's not the same. It never could be.
He kisses his soulmate again, insistently pulling Dorian flush against him in a bid to feel the way Dorian's heart starts to race in anticipation. He holds it too long, leaves them both breathless, then parts to start pressing his lips slowly along the other man's jaw. Then down his neck. Then finally to that wonderful, excited, strong pulse. The feeling of it beneath his lips, the truth of his lover alive and in his arms again, brings tears back to his eyes, and rather than give them any space to disrupt, he plunges ahead by driving his fangs into Dorian's neck.
All at once he feels complete. Everything he's been missing is right here, under his hands and streaming crimson over his tongue, and it's as close to perfect as anything ever need be. He moans softly as he grips at his fiancé, pulling hard and steady as they're finally, fully reconnected in the way he never will be with anyone but this wonderfully reckless man he loves.
It's all he's ever wanted from his life, and all he'll ever want this day forward. This bloody idiot is his and the tears of relief and joy flowing down his steadily warming cheeks only remind him how much he needs him. Forever.]